Chapter 7

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Jamal POV

"Where were you Jamal?" My girl Miracle asked mugging me with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Out." I replied simply.

"Why you always treat me like this?" She teared up.

"Maaannn dont start with that shit." I turned up the TV.

"Nahh fuck you get the fuck out." She unplugged the TV and pointed to the door.

'Who Tf She Think She Talkin To ? Dis My House.'

"You need some dick dont you?" I smirked.

"Hell nahh dont nobody want yo crusty ass dick."

'Yupp she need da D'

I ignored her comment and picked her up bridal style walking down the hall as she hit my back and kept yelling.

I closed the room door with my foot and dropped her on the bed then went to work. Lets just say she wasn't yelling for long.

Later That Night

I watched as Miracle got up and went to the bathroom. Shortly after the shower turned on. I unlocked my phone as I thought after shawty from the store. I strolled through my contacts until I saw her name.

Wassup Ma ?

A few minutes later my phone went off.

-Oh Hey, Jamal Right ?

You Already Know. But What U Up To ?

- Nothing Really. Why ?

Nun. Just Thinking Bout U.

-Aww.

When Miracle got out the bathroom she didn't even look at me , she just went downstairs. Fuck her.

Michael POV

I walked upstairs and went into Loni room and she was all into her phone , smiling and shit. She didn't even notice me walk in.

I snatched her phone out her hand and began reading the conversation between her and this Jamal.

"Gimme my shit Micheal." She reached for it but I stepped back.

"Who tf is Jamal ?" I barked at her.

"Don't fucking question me. I don't ask you about yo little hoes." She rolled her eyes.

"Imma ask you one more time. Who.Tf.Is.Jamal. ? "

"Dont.Fucking.Worry. Abou--"

I cut her off with a slap to the face. I placed my hand around her throat firmly gripping it as she struggled to breath. I loosened my grip a little and watched as her eyes teared up.

"Who is Jamal ?" I asked again

"No--Nobody."

I smirked and let her go while I placed a soft kiss on her lips. I placed her phone in my pocket and walked out slamming the door. I walked downstairs and plopped down on the couch taking Ahloni phone out my pocket. Fuck. She had a password. I put in her birthday and it said Try Again. I put in the date we her mother kidnapped and I got in.

I pressed the message icon and went through her recent message which was some nigga named Jamal.

I smiled at what I just did. Bet he leave my girl alone now. He must got a death wish fucking with whats mines.

Ahloni POV

Im tired of this shit. Im tired of being treated like Im not shit. All I ever wanted was someone to love me. But it seems like I could never be happy. All my life has been nothing but pain. Why can't I have a family like everyone else? What did I ever do that was so wrong that I have to suffer? I just want to put a end to all of this shit.

I looked under the bed and pulled out the razor that still had blood stains from the first time I cut myself. I tightly held it as tears poured down my face and I thought about all the pain I've been through. I pressed the razor deep inside of my arm over and over again until I began to get dizzy and dropped the razor. After my body collapsed on the floor everything went black.












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